Georgia Rose (One Direction)

Chapter 6

"Harry please just let me explain!" I plead.

"What do you even have to say Georgia, I'd love to hear," he said sarcastically.

"Please just hear me out, and if you still want me to leave after then I will," I looked down at the ground. I hope I can convince him. I looked back up to him and could see him weighing the options in his head.

"Fine," he sat down on the couch and waited for me to speak. He took me by surprise, I was certain he'd just tell me to leave.

I told him about Casandra and how she used to be my best friend but now she's completely turned the tables on me. I told him that she started bad mouthing me for no reason about us and everything else. Every single detail about today was told to him.

At the end of the story he seemed to have calmed down but I could tell he was still furious.

"How could you Georgia? You never even asked me first, that's the problem I have with this." Disappointment shone through his eyes.

"I know Harry, I am truly sorry. I just wasn't thinking," I begged for forgiveness.

"It's just, I've met so many people Georgia. So many people have came into my life and have pretended to be my friend just for the fame and fortune. I have been let down so many times I have lost count, it shouldn't be like that. Like this one guy...I invited him to my concert and everything and after that I found a video on twitter of him and his friends bad mouthing me the whole time. I can't help but be angry at you and you have to understand," he looked like he was about to cry. "I haven't let anyone except my old friends and the boys into my actual life. Only they know how I can take so much before I finally crack, I've been strong...I really have. Nobody gets that I am sensitive and that I'm not how the media actually displays me. All the world sees is the bad in me, they don't see what's deep down. They don't see that I would do anything just to make them happy. They don't take pictures of me when I'm giving a homeless man money, they take pictures of me when I may have gone overboard at the club on occasion. No, I do not sleep with every model I see. I do whatever I can to make everyone else happy, everyone but myself. I mean I try so god damn hard Georgia, so hard. People never know me for who I actually am, I was voted villain of the year for god sakes. Why was I voted villain on the year! Somebody please tell me! I donated thousands of my own money to charity, I don't have time to be a normal teenager. For christ sake, I don't even have time to buy a new pair of boots! Nobody gets that I have feelings too, so hearing you ask that hurt me. I thought I could have a new friend that liked me for me, but I guess not. I guess you're not so different after all." He finished and we were both in tears.

"H-Harry," I put my hand on his shoulder and he flinched back. "Im sorry okay, I-I didn't mean it like that. I want to know you for who you are, I don't want the fame. I could really care less that you're part of a boyband and that you rake in millions a year. Harry, I like when we're alone. I like when we watch movies on the couch with no cameras and no gossip websites saying that we're eating sushi at that very moment. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings and make you think that I only wanted to be famous. I care about you so much more than having my picture on the cover of a magazine, please believe me when I say that. The whole argument between Casandra and I was the heat of the moment thing. She pisses me off so much and she thinks the whole world revolves around her. She just needed a reality check, but I'm sorry for not asking you beforehand. I shouldn't of said anything and should've just took her insults. Jesus Christ Harry I'm sorry, I'm stupid okay? But I'd rather be the laughing stock of the entire school than have lost my friendship with you."

He stayed silent with his head in his hands.

"Well I should probably go home," I sniffled and stood up heading towards the front entrance.